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I can hear their voices

Calling calling yelling

I can hear them

Dry faces weeping

Across the dusty paths

They bear the breath of the sun

And the angry brows staring down

They keep walking

Walking walking walking

Drenched and dusty

Wet backs under soaked t-shirts

They drag along their fears

But never slow down

And make sure to reach the shade

Where worn down faces can sit

With silence

Praying

For a better day

distorted

I wish that this was easy.

That with a black sharpie I could block everything you out.

That with one simple wish it would fade out

Or that for a second I could calm these beats

Tumbling in and out

Now with soaked eyes I realize

There is no escape and I am suffocating

With my own thoughts

You did nothing

Maybe wound the key

But now that you’ve let go

The monster has been released

And she can’t seem to let go

So tell me, what can I do now?

Now that I need to be near

But should keep away

Now that I want to talk

But those words fray

Now that insanity spreads

But even when I keep calm

I’m yelling, kicking, scratching on the inside

Fighting every will left

There is no way out.

Push away and I hurt

Stay and I hurt

Because it’s too sweet

and slowly poisons

every good memory

the laughs, the embraces, the music

everything, everything

its all wrong

the ending is not right